Get her to Les out with a girl from the bar who also slips her a tab of acid.

You decide it’s a good idea to take Alice up on her offer and get Tiffany to quieter ground. The area of the bar that is supposed to be for family restaurant dining, a bunch of cheap wood and plastic tables in the back area, is generally closed off until 2 or 3 in the morning.

People sneak back there to shoot up heroin, get their dick sucked by a prostitute or a wasted bitch, and sometimes when somebody has had a little too much: it becomes a full-fledged orgy back there.

But for right now it’s pretty quiet. You can hear the sounds of a desperate female gagging and fellating a cock at one of the other tables, but you, Alice, and Tiffany slip into a booth that’ll host a birthday party on Sunday morning.

"Well, it is official... I am not feeling OK…" Tiffany rubs her eyes with the back of her hands. The meth's got to be stressing her out, and, already being overstimulated with cocaine and really feeling the effects of the MDMA, she’s super sensitive.

Alice puts a hand around Tiffany's bare shoulder and, at your beckoning, slides close to Tiffany with a reassuring embrace. "What was in that joint?" Tiffany wants to know.

"Don’t you worry, beautiful. A hot babe like you can handle her shit, you know what I mean?" Alice is a predator two, and the lesbian barfly has her hands up Tiffany’s dress skirt while she pats her reassuringly on the back. "We’re just gonna have a little bit of a smooth, chill time back here together for a few minutes while you get through it. Sound good?"

Alice leans in to kiss Tiffany.

"I don’t know… I’ve never- other than my cousin--"

Tiffany gets silenced as the bar wench unsolicitedly darts in for a kiss, quickly upping it to a French kiss tonsil hockey battle. Tiffany is putty in this experienced woman's hands, and you watch approvingly as the two girls make out for your viewing pleasure.

"You have outrageous tongue, hot stuff," Alice’s eyes are sparkling as she finally lets Tiffany catch her breath. "And I think your man likes what we're doing, too…"

"Amazingly beautiful, you two are both so hot... I don’t know which one of you is hotter… " You throw a little bit of infidelity out there just to keep Tiffany on her game, and she takes the bait.

Kissing other girls and Lezzing out in general for male attention isn’t new to Tiffany; its' the kind of thing she’s gonna rely on in college to be the center of the party, the most popular girl in her freshman dorm suite. Tiffany practically jumps down Alice’s throat to show you that she’s not just game, she’s going to rise to the challenge.

You get in on the action too, freeing Tiffany’s sweet natural D-cups from her club dress and playing with her nipples while Alice kisses her. Your touch joins the bisexual bar bitch's hand on the smooth mound between Tiffany’s legs, and while Alice is running her finger nail polish over Tiffany’s rose bud clit, you shove your meaty man fingers into the girl's snatch. The highschool girl purrs like a kitten and has an orgasm right there in the back of the bar.

VRRRR

VRRRR

VRRRR

Your phone rings and it’s a call you need to take (an out-of-town buyer from Colombia who got lost on his way from the airport).

You figure Tiffany is in good hands with Alice, and so you give yourself a few minutes to get a bar drink and straighten out some business. The phone call takes longer than you would expect, and you’re wondering if the older barfly bisexual bitch has tried to steal Tiffany from you.

For that matter, Tiffany might be in La La Land by now… Even a veteran Tijuana crack whore would be reeling from all the shit rushing through the 18-year-old’s body right now.